Page 48 of A Little Naughty

He steps back to finish getting them off, and when it bobs out long and thick, I drop to my knees.

CHAPTER12

RAIF

Itold Jemima Dixon she’s as pretty as the sun setting over the ocean.

It’s a lie. She’s even more beautiful.

I can’t keep my hands off her face. I can’t stop kissing her mouth. I want to devour her body, and when she said her pussy was waxed, I was a goner. I couldn’t keep my mouth off her.

The sounds she made when she came on my face had my dick weeping to be inside her.

Now she’s on her knees, swallowing my cock, and it’s all I can do to stay on my feet. My fingers are in her hair, and her lips move to my tip as her fist works my shaft.

One hand slides up my thigh, moving around to grip my ass, and she attempts to swallow me again. I groan deeply. I don’t want to stop her, but I don’t want to shoot my load down her throat.

Looking down, I slide my thumb across her face, moving her bangs off her forehead. It takes all my strength to cup her cheeks and move her back. Her mouth comes off me with a pop, and my dick bobs heavily, pointing straight at her.

“Get up here,” I groan, lifting her to her feet.

Her lips are swollen and shiny, and her red lipstick is smeared. She’s a fucking wet dream come true.

“What’s wrong?” Her voice is thick.

“I don’t want to come down your throat the first time.”

Her nose wrinkles, and she leans closer. “I came all over your face the first time.”

“That’s different.” I intend to make sure she comes every time she’s with me, and I knew if I was inside her, I might lose control.

Her dress is pushed back on her shoulders, giving me a teasing glimpse of her small tits. Hard nipples peek at me from behind the fabric, and I cup them again, lifting and squeezing them. They’re small, but they’re perfect handfuls.

“Turn around.” It comes out sterner than I intend, and she complies immediately.

I didn’t expect to be so turned on by how obedient she is. She follows my every word like she’s eager to please me, which makes my dick harder and my imagination run overtime.

I slide my hand up the back of her dress, lifting the skirt over her waist. Her sexy little ass is round, and I put my hands on her butt cheeks, spreading them apart. She exhales one of those fuck-me noises, and her thighs squeeze together.

Her bare pussy taunts me, and her arousal coats her like a peach. “Fuck, Jemima. Your pussy is so pretty.”

My thumb slides up and down her wetness, and she moans again, this time louder. Her hips start to move like she’ll fuck my finger, and my dick aches with need.

I quickly roll the condom over my hard-on then I coat my fingers in her wetness. Gripping my shaft, I rub it over my cock, then I step closer to her shimmering core.

When I insert the tip, my stomach muscles seize. My thighs jump, and I have to hold. She’s so warm and snug.

“Fuck, you feel too good,” I hiss, watching her stretching for me as I insert more. “How does that feel, pretty girl?”

Another whimper shudders through her body as I go deeper. “You’re so big.”

I trace her ass with my fingertips, doing my best to take it slow. “Is it too much?”

“No…” Her hand flies around to my thigh. “Keep going.”

My lips pull away from my clenched teeth as I comply, slowly sinking my cock all the way into her slippery depths, watching her pink lips swallow me until I’m fully seated.

“Fuck me,” I gasp, leaning forward over her.

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